Homesickness is not to know what to make with the days that had been more long. Homesickness is not to know as to find tasks that cease it the thought. Homesickness is not to know as to stop ahead with the tears of that music. Homesickness is not to know as to fill a silence that aches. The homesickness is our soul in saying for where it wants to come back. The homesickness is something that never we forget for more far than it is always will be in the thought. It does not want to say that we are separate more yes that one day we were together. The homesickness was not made pra to suffer, and yes pra we discover how much we like somebody, the time does not stop, your lack only is that it makes with that the things stop in the time! Sincerely what more I have homesickness was of the dreams of a life where people were happy without knowing! EWALD KOCH.